My Brothers...
My brothers were the first guys
that taught me to fight,
For the things that I thought
was right.
My brothers were younger but
to me they were strong,
They were someone to blame it
on when things went wrong.
My brothers I thought were spoiled
beyond reason,
But they never tried me for
treason.
My brothers were quick to
criticize,
They never let me get away
with any lies.
My brothers were the first
guys to take up for me,
Even when I really didn't
deserve their loyalty.
My brothers rarely saw my
point of view,
I would pick on them when
there were nothing else to do.
My brothers kept me in
line,
Oh my brothers, I'm so
glad they're mine.
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